Saturday, January 24, 2015

She

She blinds my eyes
And pulls me down into
The fathomless depths
Where mercy has no reach
And cannot hold.

She turns love into
An unattainable cure
She buries hope and faith
As if they were deadly
For they take her power.

She is a child
Greedy for more
Although I've given her
My all.

As she haunts
And overpowers me
I can only wait in pain
Until the fever breaks
And she goes back to
Whatever hell she comes from.



August 2013

I'll Tell You When I'm Fucking Yelling

Giving me the cold shoulder
Like I'm kicking 
your fucking 
door down
screaming for attention.
I only wanted to see more 
of what I thought I saw before
What is with your fucking apprehension?
I only wanted to know your soul.


Withholding your heart from me
When it was so open before 
to my curious and loving touch
But now I sit here at a loss 
for what have I done?
Is this what you give to 
the one you love "so much?"
I only ask for what I give


Where did your heart go?
It was right in my hands not more than a second ago, I swear
Is that something you just misplace in a moment?
Is it so much to ask to just let me know?
I only wanted to love you 
I only want to love you now.


written on a bus in Texas November 2012

I Think She's There, In the Woods

Caps lock and repeated consonants
Sounds so 
much 
more 
romantic 
than what they’re for. 

I'm writing a soundtrack 
for the passage of time 
and you're still in love 
with the cellar door.

I watched you slip down through
I know you won't be coming up for air
You're tumbling 
round 
and 
round 
inside that head 
as I sit wondering 
if you still care.

I'll blame myself if you let me 
and I know that you will.
The fault has never been yours 
and you're just here for the thrill.

And there was 
someone 
in 
here
once 
and I can't find her anymore. 
I think she slipped out the back 
and she's somewhere waiting
to be found
For you to look for...

The innocence she once wore in her smile
She whispered words 
but they were caught 
in the currents of your own grand scheme. 
She knows better 
than 
to 
think 
she deserves a second thought;
Love is a mere pipe dream.

And there she'll sit
calmly staring
unafraid. 
She never knew what safety was 
or what it was for
but a concept she'd seen 
in the old scattered pages 
of a life she imagines
exists.

Just not for her.


written on a bus in Texas November 2012

Hello

I'm passing through your city 
and I want you to know that I love you.
I can see your struggle 
and I want you to know I'm thinking of you.

You know it's not 
where we've been
or where we're going 
that makes us.
It's the resilience within
the courage we pull out 
on the road that saves us.

It's not always easy 
watching everyone pass by
their eyes to the open sky
When you're still down there 
wondering, 
"Oh god, how can I even get by?"

Is there anyone out there
Please someone tell me am I really alone?
Is it safe to come out now? 
Please 
someone see 
I can't do this on my own.

Well my whispers are coming out 
screaming and raging and breaking
And the people I need here
I'm scaring them with all of my shaking."

I could expand 
my dear friend 
and I'd love to
But the path can't be yours if you map it
Just please remember 
that I'm here with you 
even if I can't understand what's happened.


written on a bus in Texas November 2012

bitchbitchbitch

Is this hole I'm digging for myself?
Is this what I get for trying to help?
Is it really worth my time to cave in?
Is it worth running the race I won't win?

I promise that I'll waste your time and mine
Every uttered whisper is a muted whine
I just can't live and let live
Unwillingness to forget and forgive

Can't I just let sleeping dogs lie?
Can't I just let this dead horse die?
The simple truth is no
Something won't let me just let go

The disappointment settles in my chest
Something keeps me from conveying the rest
The words tumble in my head
Once they slip off my tongue they're already dead.


June 2007

God Never Said Get Your Claws Out

Excess has never ignited anything
But fear and loathing, overwhelming
I find solitude in moderation
Take a breather, take vacation

The best ideas seldom come at once
The best words formed first in bones
The best gifts are hidden in words
The worst words delivered to the world

Perhaps my depth is not as deep as yours
Maybe the real test is our acceptance
If there's a god, how does he measure success?
When he made us, what did he expect?

Oh, and he saw fit to destroy the masses

Resilient as we are we reconvened
Once we realized we could reconceive
To whose great altar are we all to pray?
What is true salvation in this day and age?

Are we all fit to be jury and judge?
Have we lost sight of what it is to love?
God called for differences between you and me
Is it our mission to condemn when we disagree?

When the pieces fall together what does the message spell?
Who decided it was up to any of us to tell?
Did God tell you to your face you had the right to understand?
I think you have suggestion confused with demand

Perhaps my depth is not as deep as yours
Maybe the real test is our acceptance
If there's a god, how does he measure success?
When he made us, what did he expect?

Oh, and he saw fit to love the masses


January 2008